No World

There’s “I”
but no “I am”
and even then
the “I” is not what
I think it is.

The “I”
can’t think
can’t feel
can’t know
but simply an idea
lodged in the mind.

As like any idea
“I” is just another idea
meaningless
devoid of personality
devoid of identity
except, an idea.

No ownership
no possession
no entitlement
no belonging
no self
that exist
but merely an error
a delusion

And yet
and yet
strangely
meaning of self
springs
and the world comes to be

Consciousness knows,
not “I” know
Feeling feels,
not “I” feel
Perception perceive,
not “I” perceive

I, merely
empty
another meaningless idea.